brittle light
brittle light
Jan 28, 2013

disillusion

a long cold season of gray
suddenly
a sunbeam pierces the clouds

why did I not expect it?

maybe predisposition
continually succumbing
to disillusion

but then, THWACK!
smacked blindside

once again,
ambushed by
eureka, joy,
and a boisterous
hallelujah

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

C

if only disillusionment where always a pleasant surprise. Or was that boisterous hallelujah a tad sarcastic. I hope not. I am operating from a sleep-deprived point of view. It was still an engaging read, what with the THWACKS, piercing sunbeams and eurekas! Thanks for sharing.